serendipity | wroetoshaw

The Lift

*Lillia's Pov*

A few hours had passed and it was nearly 12 am. Everybody was visibly drunker now; Ethan had given Harry a drunken lap dance while everybody watched and Freya, Talia, Gee and I had already made our way down onto the dance floor. We danced terribly but we were that drunk, we didn't care. Ethan and Simon walked up to us while we were dancing and Simon rudely interrupted us by doing Fortnite dances in the centre.

A few minutes later and I felt a slight grip on my arm. It was Ethan. He pulled me to the edge of the dance floor for a chat.

'Hi!' Ethan shouted over the music.

'What's up?' I asked.

'Oh, nothing, I just hadn't gotten a chance to speak to you alone tonight. You look really good in that outfit by the way.' Ethan smiled, looking me up and down.

'Awh thank you lad,' I pulled Ethan into a hug and felt his arms wrap around my waist.

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*Harry's Pov*

-Back in the booth-

'Oi Bog, Ethan and Lil are getting off lad.' Chip grabbed my arm and pulled me to the edge of the booth. The booth overlooked the dancefloor and right in the corner, you could see Lillia and Ethan.

'What a fucking prick.' I mumbled. The one moment that I'm not with Lil, he pulls her aside. This is why didn't tell them she was coming, they'd all just make a fuss about it. I began to head down to the dancefloor before Cal grabbed my arm.

'Nah lad you can't just go down like that. He doesn't know you like her, it's not his fault.' He said.

'What? I don't like her!' I shouted and flung his hand off my arm.

'It's obvious lad, otherwise, you wouldn't be getting so jealous right now, would you? I don't care at all, you can go for it, it's fine, but I don't think you should go down there to them. Lil hates that shit.' Cal replied. I scoffed and turned back around and headed towards the exit.

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*Lillia's Pov*

-Back on the dance floor-

'What's going on up there?' Ethan pointed to Cal and Harry arguing at the top of the stairs. I watched as Harry left the club. He seemed pretty annoyed.

'Look, I uh-need to go. Sorry, Ethan.' I headed towards the exit to find Harry.

As I got outside, I saw Harry sitting down against the wall of the club with his head in his hands.

'Hey, what's up?' I sat down to the left of Harry and placed my hand on the back of his head, running my fingers through his hair. Harry looked up at me in disbelief.

'Oh, it's you. Why don't you go back to Ethan?' Harry snapped.

'What the fuck is that supposed to mean?' I quickly pulled my hand away from his head.

'Well you were getting off with him in there-' Harry stopped as I began to laugh.

'Harry, I wasn't getting with Ethan, we just hugged.'

'Oh.' Harry mumbled

'Come on, let's go back inside.' I stood up and held out my hand to help Harry up, but as I did, he threw his head to the right and began to throw up.

'Oh shit.' I sat back down beside him and placed my hand on his back, slowly rubbing it in back and forth

After a few minutes, he finally stopped being sick. He flung his head back onto the wall. 'Shit sorry, I rarely ever be sick, I-uh must just be really drunk. I kinda want to go home.'

'Uh, I can take you if you want?' I asked. Harry nodded. 'Stay here, I'll go get my bag and your phone' I headed back inside to collect my things, weaving in between people.

I walked over to Cal first. 'Uh, Bog's been sick outside-'

'Fuck sake Boggo, I'll go out to him.' Cal interrupted.

'No no, it's fine, he wants me to take him home. You stay here and enjoy the rest of your night.' I hugged Cal and began to pick up my bag.

'Where's his phone?' Cal pointed to Harry's phone sitting on the table. 'Thank you.' I picked up his phone, placed it into my bag and headed back for the bar. I quickly got Harry a glass of water, before leaving the club without saying goodbye.

As I got back outside, Harry was still sitting against the wall. I handed him the water and after he had had a few sips and washed away the sick, I held out my hand. 'Come on Harold, let's go home.' Harry grabbed my hand and pulled himself up but he wouldn't let go of my arm when we started walking. I realised I had an old packet of gum left in my bag. I offered Harry a piece and he laughed but quickly took a piece.

We got to the end of the street and as I was about to call an uber, I realised my phone was dead. 'Fuck, my phones dead. I live like a 5-minute walk from here though, you can sleep mine if you want.'

'Yeah, that would be nice,' Harry replied. He intertwined his fingers with mine and began holding my hand.

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We headed towards my apartment tower and in no time, we were outside. Harry didn't speak much during the walk but I could feel his hand tightening around mine, whenever I spoke, in response. We walked through the automatic doors and headed for the lift.

'This is a really nice place,' Harry said. He seemed to have perked up now that we were nearly at mine.

'Thank you, excuse the mess that I call my apartment though,' I laughed.  We headed into the lift and as I pressed the button 'Floor 17', the doors closed behind us.

'Can I have my phone?' Harry asked. He shot me a massive smile as I unzipped my bag and pulled out his phone.

Harry quickly checked his messages, before going onto the camera app. He held up his phone and said 'come here, I want to remember this moment.' Harry pressed record as I leaned in towards him and posed for a selfie: I first threw up the classic peace sign and he did the same, next, I pouted and Harry smiled and lastly I kissed him on the cheek for the final photo. Just after he took the photo, Harry turned towards me and kissed me on the lips.

I felt our lips collide in slow motion. He put his phone into his pocket and wrapped his arms around my waist. I could feel my heart beating faster as he pulled me in closer. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his hand traced my back going up towards my neck. He grabbed the back of my head, tugging my hair slightly, 'fuck, he remembered,' I thought to myself.

Harry pulled away and whispered into my ear, 'I want you so bad you know.' He started to kiss my neck gently but I pulled away.

'Harry...You're just saying that because you're drunk.' I cupped his cheeks with my hands.

'No Lil, I'm serious, I uh-I I I I, I like you, like a lot, genuinely. You're everything I've ever wanted and I really like spending time with you, like the other night, I really wanted to-' I cut him off by planting a kiss on his lips.

As I pulled away, I said, 'we'll talk about it in the morning okay?' The elevator doors opened and we headed towards my apartment. I opened the door and took my boots off immediately. I showed Harry to the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed.

'You can just sleep here if you want?' Harry nodded and I walked into the bathroom to get changed. I returned to find Harry fast asleep on the bed. I walked towards him and placed the covers over him, tucking him in. I plugged his phone into the charger next to him and headed to my side of the bed and climbed in. I pulled my phone out of my bag and plugged mine in too. I closed my eyes and ended up falling straight asleep.